I Don't Think About Who The Audience

Yes, There Are Parallels. The Difference Is That I Just Look At [my Son] David And Think That He's Absolutely Perfect, Whereas You Look At The Finished Book And You Think, 'oh, Damn It, I Should Have Changed That.' You're Never Happy. Whereas With A Baby, You're Happy. If You've Got A Perfect Baby, You're Just Grateful.

It Is Perfectly Possible To Live A Very Moral Life Without A Belief In God, And I Think It's Perfectly Possible To Live A Life Peppered With Ill-doing And Believe In God.

That's Chess!" Snapped Ron. "you've Got To Make Some Sacrifices!

Raindrops The Size Of Bullets Thundered On The Castle Windows For Days On End; The Lake Rose, The Flower Beds Turned Into Muddy Streams, And Hagrid’s Pumpkins Swelled To The Size Of Garden Sheds.

Look, Why Don't You Go Talk To Ron About All This?" Harry Asked. "well, I Would, But He's Always Asleep When I Go And See Him!" Said Lavender Fretfully. "is He?" Said Harry, Surprised, For He Had Found Ron Perfectly Alert Every Time He Had Been Up To The Hospital Wing.